That is the technical name of my best friend, someone who I have been with for not even a year…my mp3 player. Wow, how weird does that sound? But, seriously, I love my mp3 player, because it holds my life: music. I think I would die without music. Some of the churches frown upon music, they say it is sinful, or something along those lines, and I really don’t understand that because I channel all of my feelings through what I listen to. It just helps me keep my cool. I think that is what makes our generation so devoted to music: they say everything we wish we could say, but we would never say it because it wouldn’t be cool. I don’t understand the complexities of a lot of things, but then, I might not understand much.
My Sansa e250R9 10 2007